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Somali Tears - Poem by christopher veremu

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Somali tears

Hungry blinded in cold tortured silenceFace hers contorts deformed by pain unvariedShuffling when all around her run briskly henceHer rich memory unfolds fields of measured strainEvery step forward ploughs deep furrows on her faceAged multiple fold before arrival this dirtied earth Tears ceaseless feed streams flooding busy wet lakesAnguished terrain her soul to liberty flies it daresCovering acreage far afield often times sea east RedCavorts sick stillness that is Ethiopia at its worstGrim oiled tales make the Sudan in the west new heavenHope grain colors Kenya envy's gold top end of the worldBlood encrusted dungeons darkened in false dawn of EritreaFinest and rarest of golden dreams crest of left treasuresWould simply dare drown in ruined filth that is ZimbabweWorse than self for wear but pure gold to tired eyes hers.